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... s stayed, straddling saplings, boundaries, waterline, refusing to retreat.
They withdrew into mist only when storm ended, dawn filtering white and clean.
Then they returned, to circle, shape orchard, carry memory into wet earth.
Months passed. Orchard produced ripening fruit; seeds turned into saplings at cave, cove, riverbank; watchers guided; river carried offerings beyond sight; children learned watchers’ names as real.
Jude and Grace walked one evening to the ...
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